There are injustices in the world, and there is sorrow everywhere.
She Muxi tonight is a bit like Prime Minister Zhuge more than a hundred years ago, who did something he knew he couldn't do.
However, Prime Minister Zhuge was favored by God and was able to survive, making his grand plan come true.
Compared with Prime Minister Zhuge, She Muxi has less luck, less strength, and less character.
This can be regarded as a kind of sorrow in the world.
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After Wusun's envoy She Muxi resigned angrily, all the courtiers in the Tianlang Palace showed contempt. Everyone laughed mercilessly, "King Wusun is such a bad chess piece, he actually made such a bad move of marriage."
In contrast, Fu Yi's face was expressionless. He looked at His Highness's ministers indifferently, then turned to look at Fu Wen, showing a different look. That look was one of expectations and for those who would succeed him. expectations.
Father and son were connected, and Fu Wen knew what Fu Yi was thinking. He immediately stood up and left the table, walked respectfully to Fu Yi, knelt down, bowed his hands, and said softly, "Return to the old land and sleep peacefully." Martyrs, the ambition of the ancestors of three generations to ride on Han soil and conquer the Central Plains, the sons and ministers will not dare to forget, the Fu family will never forget, and the courtiers of the Qin Dynasty will never forget. One day, when the power of the Qin Dynasty is strong, the sons and daughters will march south. Unify the mountains and rivers!"
Fu Wen's expression expressed his feelings in a very subtle way. At the same time, he also spoke from the perspective of the heir to the empire. As long as Fu Yi nodded in agreement, he recognized his status as the heir to the empire. Although this was only It can be regarded as a quarrel between princes, but who doesn't add up to a small amount?
After saying that, Fu Wen looked at Fu Yi expectantly.
Although Fu Wen was a smart young man, he was still too immature in front of Fu Yi. He could see through Fu Wen's little thoughts at a glance.
Fu Yi nodded happily, took a deep look at Fu Wen, laughed loudly, drank another bottle, and said happily, "I have saved tens of thousands of wealth, it's up to you how to spend it!" "
Hearing the word "you", Fu Wen pursed his lips and felt secretly unhappy: It seems that the rules are hard to break. Regarding the throne, his father is still waiting and watching! My eldest brother and I have already killed the second and third brothers respectively. It seems that only one of me and my eldest brother will survive in the end! ap.
After all, a young man’s nature is such that Fu Yi’s casual words made Fu Wen extremely confused. Therefore, young Fu Wen was in a bad mood and excused himself from the scene by saying that he was too drunk.
After leaving the palace, young Fu Wen, accompanied by Jing Yuejian, wandered aimlessly on the streets.
At this time, the bustling night markets and shops were getting ready to close. The setting moon was fading and the lights were dimming. There were no old men on the street anymore. Only a few restaurants with lively singing and dancing were still noisy and noisy. In the darkness of the street corner, some men dressed as servants were ghostly. Looking around furtively, waiting for an opportunity to find lonely and unbearable people who want to have fun, and bring them into their gentle hometown.
Fu Wen is dressed in a python robe, coupled with the birthmark on his forehead that shines light blue under the moonlight, which is enough to scare people away. After all, there are not many people in Da Qin who can wear a python robe.
It's not that Fu Wen doesn't understand the principle of making a fortune in silence and keeping a low profile. The reason why he revealed his identity so blatantly on the street today was just to verify a vague suspicion in his heart.
He vaguely felt that She Muxi gave up so lightly, which was very inconsistent with her character and the purpose of diplomatic relations. Then, in addition, she must have a back-up plan.
At this time, Jing Yue Jian was concentrating and holding her breath without saying a word. She slid her fingers back and forth on the scabbard and looked around carefully, fearing that the slightest disturbance would hurt Fu Wen.
Fu Wen came back to his senses after deep thought. When he saw Jing Yue seeing this, warmth returned to his heart. He smiled and joked, "Madam, if you are so defensive, how dare the thief take the bait? If the thief doesn't take the bait, wouldn't we? It’s all a waste of time.”
The sound of "Madam" made Jing Yue feel ashamed. She quickly turned her head, curled her hair lightly, lowered her head and murmured, "No, I'm sorry, fourth, fourth prince, I, I forgot about this!" "
Fu Wen stretched out his hand, gently touched Jing Yuejian's jet-black hair, and placed it next to his ear. With a wild evil smile in his gentleness, he whispered, "Madam, I'm going to act like one in a while."
Some, otherwise your husband will not be able to spare you. "
Jing Yue saw her fingers clasped together, like a cuckoo in bud, like a peach blossom blooming under the moon, and she hummed in agreement with Fu Wen.
"The moonlight is beautiful tonight!" Fu Wen looked up at the moon. A bright moon shone in the sky, and everything was silent.
"Yeah!" Jing Yue returned her composure, staring at Fu Wen with her bright eyes, "Sure enough, she is so beautiful."
Fu Wen smiled naively, pointed to the dark alley on the street, narrowed his eyes and said, "Let's go, it should be easier for people to get it there."
Jing Yuejian still looked at Fu Wen and said infatuatedly, "Yeah."
I said the moonlight is very beautiful, but it is far inferior to you!
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There was no one in the dark alley, and it was so lonely that even the sounds of cats, dogs, chickens and ducks could not be found.
This kind of place where birds don't poop is most likely to be in danger.
Fu Wen tightened his grip on the outside, pulled Jing Yuejian's wrist, and walked forward slowly.
Jing Yuejian was about to speak when she heard Fu Wen whisper, "Humph! There really is no one left in the Wusun Kingdom. She Muxi, a young chick who has just debuted, dared to be released to fight against the wolves. In the Heavenly Wolf Palace The rhetoric has made my father feel disgusted, but he actually dares to kidnap the Crown Prince of Qin! Come on, this disguise is too low-level, hey! The beauty is so brainless!"
Just as Fu Wen finished speaking, over there, the masked man who had been escorting She Muxi during the day was already blocking the entrance of the alley alone.
Subsequently, countless masked people poured in from the end of the streets and alleys, surrounding Fu Wen and Jing Yuejian. The crowded dark alley suddenly became more crowded.
In the dimly lit alley, Fu Wen grinned inadvertently, and then pinched Jing Yuejian's wrist three times repeatedly. Jing Yuejian understood and followed his previous plan. Jing Yuejian stepped forward and took the initiative to find Meng Yuejian. Faced with a strong man, he started to fight with each other.
Without Jingyue Jian around, the masked men immediately put a knife on the defenseless Fu Wen's neck, pretending to kidnap him, but they didn't kill him.
Over there, Jing Yuejian launched a direct attack with his fists, and the masked strong man opened the door, like a boy holding a silver vase, waiting for Jing Yuejian to come in. Seeing this, Jingyue used a black tiger to steal his heart, aimed at the masked man, and punched him hard.
The masked strong man turned his body to one side, raised his left hand to open Jing Yuejian's fist, pointed his right hand at the tip of Jing Yuejian's shoulder, and struck it away with a palm. Jing Yuejian turned around, put his left hand on his right arm, passed the masked man's fist, and then counterattacked.
The two went back and forth and met fifty or sixty times, and Jing Yuejian gradually lost strength.
When it comes to jumping lightly, Jing Yue can beat the masked man by a few points. He only has boxing skills, but he is no match for the masked man. After beating him for more than eighty hands, the masked man used jade ring steps and mandarin duck kicks to kick Jing Yuejian back to Fu Wen.
Fu Wen hurriedly helped Jing Yuejian who fell to the ground and asked him pitifully about his injury.
When Fu Wen learned that Jing Yuejian was fine, Fu Wen pinched Jing Yuejian's wrist three more times. Jing Yuejian immediately pretended to be seriously injured and fell to the ground, as if he was about to die.
"You, who are you, dare to rob the prince in the capital of China? Are you tired of living?"
Fu Wen immediately feigned anger and yelled at the masked man in a stern voice, "You'd better leave now, I, the prince, can forget the past, otherwise, huh!"
The masked man was very satisfied with the scene in front of him, and immediately said with arrogance, "My master invites the fourth prince to a gathering outside the city."
"Oh? Is this the way your master treats guests?" Young Fu Wen stood up with a puff of sleeves and refused.
"Stop talking nonsense, how dare you be so stubborn when you are a prisoner under the sword?"
A masked man next to Fu Wen pushed Fu Wen hard, and a group of people forcibly took Fu and Jing captive, and left the city smoothly. Not even a single soldier guarding the city was seen.
In the darkness, I don’t know who plotted against whom!
Three miles outside Tianlang City, a bonfire was rising slowly, which was very abrupt in the dark night.
Fu Wen and Jing Yuejian were blindfolded. Although they could not see the surrounding scene, the smell of roasted sheep became stronger and stronger in Fu Wen's nose. Under the escort of the masked man, the two Finally arrived in front of the bonfire.
in front of campfire
, She Muxi was feasting by the fire. She was eating boldly, her hands and mouth were all oily, and she completely lost the enchantment and gentleness she had in the Tianlang Palace just now.
As Fu Wen and Jing Yue saw their blindfolded masks being taken off, they finally saw their real master.
Fu Wen smiled secretly in his heart, but a surprised expression appeared on his face, and he said in surprise, "Oh? She Muxi, is it you?"
"Oh? Why can't it be me?"
She Muxi, who had succeeded in her plan, had a proud look on her face. She sat on the felt very leisurely and ate a whole leg of lamb in an unladylike manner. Oil stains were left on the corners of her mouth, which gave her a unique taste. As she ate, she whispered, "Your Highness, Fourth Prince, tell me, there were countless fine wines and delicacies in the Sirius Palace just now, but why do I think they are not as delicious as this leg of lamb?"
"What's the point of bringing me here?"
Fu Wen did not answer She Muxi's question. He calmly helped the seriously injured Jing Yuejian to sit next to She Muxi. As if nothing had happened, he stepped forward and sliced two large pieces of mutton and handed them to Jing Yuejian. Together, by myself, we followed She Muxi’s example and started eating.
"As expected of the fourth prince of the Qin Dynasty who controlled hundreds of beasts and braved the Tianchi alone. He is so calm today even after being imprisoned." She Muxi rubbed her hand with her hem, sincerely admiring Fu Wen.
"Otherwise?" Fu Wen chewed slowly and asked with a smile, "Are you going to let me go if I kneel down and beg you to let me go? You don't have to pay the price!"
"Haha! Of course that's impossible!"
After She Muxi had eaten and drank enough, she stretched out her slender hand and wiped it on the felt casually. With rippling blue eyes, she said softly, "I risked beheading to bring you here. How can I be worthy of this without paying a price?" Where has this princess worked so hard? The fourth prince is so generous, how could he let me go in vain?"
Fu Wen laughed loudly, "You want to molest me?"
